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THE PATRIOT AND TIMES.
TT/^T < Patriot XXX. )
V \jLi. \ Times VII. \ GREENSBORO, N. C, THURSDAY, JUNE 11, 1868. {NO. 19.
Business Directory.
Attorneys at Law.
Scott A Scott,
North Elm, epposite Court House.
Oilmer A Gtinier,
North Elm, opposite Court House, (see
advertiseioent.)
Adamn A Staple*,
Second Moor, Tate building.
Scalet A Soul**,
North liemu, Patrick Kow,in rear of Por-ter
Jt Eckls's Drug Store.
ApoCheearies and Druggists.
R. W. lih-nn, M.IK,
V.'.-i Markel Street, MoComiel building.
FoHer A Eckel,
West Market, next courthouse, (see adv.)
Auctioneer.
W. E. EdirarJ*.
Barbers.
Wilkes A Wile,,,
North Elm, opposite Court House.
Bankers and Insurance Agents.
llcur;/ G. Kellogg,
South Elm, Tate building, (see adv.)
Wilton A Shnber,
South Elm, opposite Express Office, (see
adv.)
Boot and Shoe Makers.
K. Kirch Schlagel,
West Market, opposite Mansion Hotel.
Tho*. 8. Hays,
Davie st., 4 doors North Stcele's corner.
flyar Iffannfneturcr.
A. Bcockmann,
SoutbJSltn, Caldwell block.
Cabinet Makers and I udertaKcr*.
John A. Pritchitt,
South Elm. near Depot.
Wtn. Collins,
Corner of Sycanioro and Davie streets.
Contractor in Brick-work.
l)avid McKniyht.
Contractors in Hood-work.
I. J. (Jollier.
Jas. L. Oakley.
Confectioners
F LkS.net,
Tato Building, corner st*re.
J Harper Lindsay, Jr.,
■Seiitli Elm.
DrcMN-IVIakiiiK; aud Fashions.
Mrs. .V. Maurtre,
South Elm, (see adv.)
Mrs. A. Dilmrth,
Next door to Times Office.
BeWllsU.
«/. W. Honl'it,
1st <loor left baud, up stairs, Garnet's
biulding.
It. Scott,
East Market, Albright's block.
Dry Ooods, Orocers and Produce
Beaters.
W. 8. Moore,
East Market. Albright's new building.
t.. II. RomUakn,
Corner East Market and North Elm,
Lindsay corner, (sec adv.)
A. Weather!y.
Corner East Market and Davie streets.
IF. I>. Trotter,
East Market, Albright's new building.
/.. R. May,
West Market, opposite Porter & Eckel,
8. ('. Ihdson,
West Market, opposite Court House.
Jmt. Sloan A Sons,
South Elm, near Depot, (see adv.)
€. C. Yatet,
South Elm.
Sirith A Hiliner.
Opposite .Southern Hotel.
J. It. hlinr.
East Market street.
& Stcele,
Corner East Market and Davie streets.
D. W. C. Bembow,
Comer South Elm and Sycjiin >re.
Jlogart A Murray,
East Market, South Side.
Foundry and "Incliiiie Shop.
J H Tarpley.
Washington st., on the Railroad.
•Grocers and Confectioners.
Starrrtt A White,
East Market, next Post Office.
•General Emigration Office, for the
West and Soutu-Wcst.
Louis Ziftimir,
(ien'l Southern Agent. B and O. K. 1?.,
West Market, opposite Mansion Hotel.
'Guilford Land Asency of North-
Caroliua.
Jnn R Grrtter, Gen'l Agent,
West Market, opposite Mansion Hotel.
Jlarncss-makcrs.
J. W. S. Parker, ■
East Market st.. near Court House.
James E. Thorn,
Corner South Elm and Sycamore.
Hotels.
Southern Hotel, Scales & Black, proprietors,
West Market, near Court House.
Planter's Hotel, J. T. Reese, proprietor,
East Market, near Court House.
vUvery Stables.
ft. J. Edinont/sou,
Davie street.
Millinery and Lady's Goods.
Mrs. W. S. Moore,
East Market, Albright's new building.
Mrs. Sarah Adams,
West Market, opposite Court House.
Vaaic and musical Instruments.
Prof. P. B. Maurice,
South Elm, (see adv.)
***winsr Machines.
J> H LuPish,
Salisbury st.
Tailors.
W. L. Fowler,
West-Market, <>ppos:te Southern Hotel.
Tinners.
.Ato. E. (/Sullivan,
Corner West Market and Ash* streets.
« O. Yates,
Soath-Elm.
i ..sub-Mom H.
Sign Painting.
A. W. Inyold,
South Elm, Patriot building.
Photographers.
IIugh s A Yates,
West Market, opposite Court House,
up stairs.
Watchmakers and Jewellers.
W. B. Farrar,
South Elm, opposite Express Office.
David Scott,
East Market, Albright's block.
Gniford County Officers.
Chairman of the County Court, Jed. H. Lind-say.
Sheriff, Robert M. Stafford.
Clerk of the County Court, Lyndon Swnini.
Clerk of the Superior Court, John W. Payne.
Public Register, William U. Steiner.
County Trustee, Wyatt W. Ragsdale.
IT. S. Officials.
Freednun's Bureau, Capt. Hugo Hil.ebruudt,
Garrett's building, up stairs.
Assessor's Office, Jesse Wheeler,
West Market, near Court House.
Collector's Office, Jno. Crane,
South Elm.
Register in Bankruptcy, Thos. B. Keogh,
Tate building, lip stairs.
Bonded Warehouse, D. W. C. Benbow,
South Elm. JJenbow's building.
UNEQUAL LAWS.
The Carl Schurz resolution at Chica-go
adopts u the immortal principles of
the Declaration of Independence," of
which the foremost sets forth the right-ful
equality of men before the law.
The second Chicago resolution is a
flat denial of equality. The Northern
white, it says, may deny suffrage to
the black. The Southern white shall
not. This is equality!
The Northern white, it says, shall
distribute suffrage as he pleases, each
State properly controlling its own dis-tribution.
The Southern white shall
not distribute suffrage. Congress has
usurped the power from each State and
will maintain its usurpation. This is
equality 1
AYholesaledisfranchiseinent ofwhites
has been worked at the South by the
laws of Congress. But nobody has
been disfranchised who would vote to
keep Radicals in power. This is equali-ty
J
One law for the North, another law
for the South on the same subject. This
is equality!
No negro suffrage at the North,
where it has been uniformly rejected
by the people for themselves. Whole-sale
negro suffrage at the South, where
it is uniformly dreaded. This is equali-ty
!
No negro suffrage at the North, where
so few are the negroes that their ignor-ance
could do but little harm through
the ballot. Wholesale negro suffrage
at the South, where the negroes are
half or nearly half the population, and
where their ignorance working through
the ballot may and must do its utmost
harm. This is equality !
Gratitude demands this, say the
Chicago Radicals, yet a larger propor-tion
of Northern blacks fought in the
war than of the Southern blacks. The
Northern black is denied the suffrage.
The Southern black has it thrust upon
him. This is equality !
Gratitude demands this, say the
Chicago Radicals—but gratitude to
whom and for what? Gratitude to
the millions of Southern blacks who
I AM DYING.
The following beautiful poem we copy from the
Memphis Bulletin. It is rarely we find such con-tributions
to the columns of a newspaper. It is
sweetly, beautifully sad:
Raise my pillow, husband, dearest—
Faint aad fainter conies my breath ;
Aud these shadows stealing slowly,
Must, I know, be those of death.
Sit down close beside me, darling,
Let me clasp your warm, strong hand,
Yours that ever has sustained me,
To the holders of this land.
For your God and mini!—our Father
Thence shall ever lead me on ;
Where upon a throne eternal,
Sits His loved and only Son ;
I've had visions and been dreaming
O'er the past ofjoy and pain ;
Year by vear I've wandered backward,
'Till 1 was a child again.
Dreaming of girlhood, and the moment
When I stood your wife and bride,
How my heart thrilled Love's triumph,
In that hour of woman's pride.
Dreaming of thee and all the earth chords
Firmly twined about my heart—
Oh ! the bitter, burning anguish,
When I first knew we must part.
It has past—and God has promised,
All thy footsteps to attend ;
He that's more than friend or brother.
He'll be with you to the end.
There's no shadow o'er the portals,
Leading to my heavenly home—
Christ has promised life immortal,
And 'tis He that bids me come.
When life's trials await around thee,
And its chilling billows swell ;
Thou'lt thank Heaven that I'm spared them,
Thou'lt then feel that " all is well."
Bring our boys unto my bedside;
My last blessing 1st them keep—
But they're .sleeping—do not wake them ;
They'll learn soon enough to weep.
Tell them often of their mother,
Kiss them for me when they wake,
Lead them gently in life's pathway,
Love them doubly for my sake.
Clasp my hand still closer, darling,
This, the last night of my life;
For to-morrow I shall never
Answer, when you call me " wife."
Fare thee well, my noble husband;
Faint not 'neath the ehast'ning rod ;
Throw your strong arm around our children.
Keep them close to thee—and God.
THE
Tomb of ce.
A THRILLING STORY
In the early part of the present cen-tury,
I was a poor Lieutenant of the
imperial hussars and eighteen years
old. We bad been stationed in the
neighborhood of St. Petersburg for a
number of weeks, but were hourly ex-pecting
to be ordered to the Polish
frontier, to meet the great Napoleon,
whose grand army was swarming north-ward
once more.
There were a thousand things to per-plex
my mind. Although utterly faith-ful
in the service myself, the political
record of my family was so unfavorable
as to almost preclude the idea of pro-motion,
and my opportunities were
even more disparaged by my well-known
betrothal to the young princess
helped the rebellion to the last hour of Catherine, ot the ancient house of
Hr'enry G Kelloyy,
South Elm.
Physicians.
A. S. Porter,
West Market St., (near Times Office.)
R. W. Glenn,
West Market, McConncl building.
Jas. K. Hill,
North Elm. opposite court-house.
■ r. E. Logan,
Corner West-Market and Greene.
its life, who had not pluck enough to
strike a blow themselves for freedom,
but now have freedom's highest pri-vilege
thrust upon them ? Gratitude
to the few thousand Northern blacks
who fought the rebellion, but to whom
suffrage is denied ! This is equality.
Senator Doolittle proposed an amend-ment
to the last ^Reconstruction bill
giving a ballot to every black soldier,
proportioning gratitude thus to service.
The Radical Senate rejected it, for that
was equality.
The Chicago platform is a splintered
Dcmidoff.
She was a Pole, and her family had
long been prescribed, as dangerous to
the Kussian crown. My betrothed was
of a race, which, cycles before, could,
by the right of inheritance, have laid
claim to the imperial crown of Russia,
and this fact, well-known as it was to
the world and to the family of the
Czar, was the cause of their constant
and systematic persecution. Only one
of that pround race had dared to up-lift
his head, and proclaim his origin,
and his royal descent. He was the
chip which Carl Schurz cannot nail on ' grandfather of my betrothed—the
the grand old Declaration of Independ-ence.—
X. Y. World.
Prince Ivan Dcmidoff, and, fifty years
before the time of my present writing,
he had disappeared—had been torn out
of his bed by the inexorable secret pc-lice,
and nothing more heard of him.
Whether the frozen steppes of Siberia,
the slow starvation of the dungeon, or
the sure knife of Imperial Assassin,
was his doom, we never knew. But he
was long-dead. One-half a century had
swept over the head of the lost man,
and, long since, he must have paid the
debt of mortality, in one place or anoth-er.
His name could not be forgotten,
but the object of imperial vengeance
had long been resigned into the
sepulchre of the past.
Catherine, the Princess (she still re-tained
the titled relic of the past,) was
an orphan. One by one, her relatives
had passed away, blighted by the rigor
Many of the Vermont farmers are of the imperial frown. Russian that I
turning their attention from sheep ] was, I loved her with the devotion of
raising to the dairy. It is said that' one who had nothing else to look to in
twenty new cheese factories will be . life, and in the azure sincerity of her
The following method is given for
breaking up large masses of cast iron,
ag, for instance, those of two feet in di
ameter. A hole is to be bored into the
mass about one icch in diameter aud
three or four inches deep, which is then
filled with water aud a wrought iron
plug inserted, If now the heavy ham-mef
of a pile driver is allowed upon
the plug, the water has no chance to
escape, and the mass is split asunder.
Women who complain that they
have nothing to wear should go into
the ballot business. If their complaints
are true they will be all ready to take
the first steps.
built in that State this year. iblue eyes, when she told me that she
loved me, I knew that her soul was in
the words.
The prospects of both were dreary
enongh. Princess that she was, she
was desperately poor—the mere de-pendant,
I may say, ofa relative loftier
in the royal favor; and I was homeless,
parentless, friendless, with nothing but
my sword and a noble name. But we
clung to each other fondly.
Although we loved each other so
absolutely, I dared not visit her pub-licly,
ner family record, my position
as a Russian officer, in this connection,
would have consigned one or both of
Us to a jealous suspicion, which would
soon have involved us in ruin. Only
the most lucky circumstances would
enable us to marry. Our fate was as
dark and hopeless as could belong to
unhappy lovers. We saw each other
but seldom, and our meetings com-bined
a sad sweetness which is not of-ten
mixed with the goblet of love's
passion, but whose bitter ingredients
are more frequently to be found in the
lees of life.
One evening, having completed my
official duties, I was about to cross the
barracks-yard to my dingy lodgings,
when Maximilian—a faithful serf, who
still remained in the service of his no-ble
mistress,—stole through the guard,
and gave me a note from the Princess
Catharine, requesting me to visit her
that evening in her private apart-ments.
I nodded my head, and the serf van-ished—
guessing, perhaps, but not
knowing, the joy of my heart, as I hur-ried
across the frozen courtyard to my
lodgings. Long as I had known her,
long as we had been betrothed, such a
favor as an invitation to her private
apartments had never before been ac-corded
me, and I trembled with de-lighr*
flt the thought of meeting my be-loved
Catherine alone; and the re-membrance
of her former kisses grew
keener as I anticipated their sweet re-newal.
My impatient heart would not per
mit me to await the coming; hour, and,
sometime before hand, I was at the
well-known portico of her protector's
palace, preparing to climb the trellis
to her dear lattice. In a moment, I
stootl in the little parlor of the suite of
rooms in which she had several times
received me before. The Princess was
not there. She must be in the boudoir,
adjoining.
For the first time in my life, the idea
entered my mind of stealing upon my
adored Catharine, and surprising her
in the privacy of her toilette. 1 hesi-tated
ii moment—a sense of mingled
honor and modesty detaining me,—but
my curiosity triumphed, and I opened
the listed door of the boudoir, without
a sound,—and then stood, transfixed
with a wild, indefinable feeling of de-lirious
joy; for there stood Catharine,
almost en dishabUe, dressing her glori-ous
hair before the mirror, and uncon-scious
of my presence.
I had thought her beautiful before,
but was unprepared for the gloriouly
voluptuous spectacle which was here
afforded me. With the exception of
her trim, tigfatly-dniwn corset, which
softly gathered in the snowy chemise
from the dip of the shoulders to the
waist, she had hardly any other gar-ment
on. In the uplifted exertion of
arranging her hair, her firm, snow-white
bosom was partially released
from its linen covering, and betrayed
all the swelling beauty of the perfect
globes. I could perceive the match-less
grace of her soft form—and the
shoulders were so perfect in their ala-baster
purity, the slender throat had
such a charming arch, aud the lovely
face—so perfect with its misty frame-work
of wildly scattered, down-droop-ing
masses of bright golden hair, that
I could retain the torrent of my love
no longer, but sprang toward her with
a cry.
Her face was filled with surprise,
pleasure, and embarrassment. I en-deavored
to fold her to my bosom be-fore
she could conceal those wondrous
charms from my view; but she was
too quick for me. She darted through
a little alcove, the door of which was
slammed in my face. When she re-turned,
she was closely enveloped in a
rich, dark wrapper, though her golden
hair still streamed, untranimelcd, from
her small, beautiful head.
There was some anger upon her
troubled lips, but my mute appeal of
sorrow for what I had done disarmed
her.
" Forgive me, Catharine V1 I mur-mured,
sinking at her feet. u I should
not have looked through the door of
the boudoir—but your wondrous beau-ty—
it drove me mad! I could not
control myself. Forgive!"
ner little white hand wandered
caressingly over my brow.
I knew I was forgiven. Pure, bright,
stainless woman that she was—she
knew that she could trust the honor of
a Petrolovski, and of a Russian soldier,
when I wound her in my strong arms.
" Ivan," said Catharine, after I had
kissed her most fondly, " I have called
you to me, to tell you that there is
even greater danger in our loves than
we have anticipated."
" What can you mean, my Catha-rine
f
"Merely this—listen to me. Not-withstanding
your great services, the
Czar suspects you—thoroughly at last,
—on account of your known attach-ment
to me. I have learned this much
from my cousin, Romaniscki. I feared
so much for your safety that I could
not but do otherwise than send for
you."'
" A million thanks, my darling
Princess !" I exclaimed, clasping her
still more closely to my breast, and
kissing her fondly. " But what else
can the Czar demand of poor Petro-lovski
! He knows me utterly loyal
and faithful. To be sure it is a time
of need. Napoleon is hastening upon
his northward march, and Russia needs
her friends. But when have I shrank
from the battle's front ?"
" Never, dear Ivan," replied the
Princess. " But you know how sus-picious
the Government is. My cousin
says that your zeal will have to under-go
a fearful trial. I only pray that
you may undergo it bravely—that, at
last, at last ''
" That at last we may be united !" I
exclaimed, pressing a fcrvant kiss to
the flower of her rosy lips.
" Yes, dearest Ivan," she exclaimed,
u I am alone upon the earth, as you
know. There is none on earth to love
me but you. My princely grandfather
has, long since, passed into the here-after.
Even if his bones should be
discovered there is nothing by which
they could be recognized, except, per-chance,
by the family seal-ring upon
his finger, which must have been taken
from him long ago. You know the
fate of my parents. The tomb is cold
wherein they lie. 1 have only you,
Ivan!"
" And me you will always have, dear
image of my soul," I cried, drawing
her still closer to me, and Imprinting
kiss after kiss upon her brow, neck
and bosom. " And fear not, Catharine ;
whatever ordeal may be awaiting my
feet, it shall be fearlessly passed
through in my love for you !*'
There were footsteps in the passage
without, and we both knew how un-favorably
our attachment was viewed
by the Prince Romaniscki, the cousin of
Catherine. After a few hurried em-braces—
such embraces as only lover-hearts
can know—we separated ; and 1
departed from my betrothed as speedi-ly
and secretly as I came.—To IK1 Con-tinued.
COL. ST. LBGEB GISEXFEL.—It will
be remembered that this gallant Eng-lish
officer effected his escape from the
Dry Tortugas some time since, at the
risk of his life, in an open boat setting
sail from the Florida reefs to the coast
of Cuba. Great uneasiness was felt in
regard to his fate, and his escape from
the perils of the sea was thought to be
almost impossible. We are glad to
learn, however, from the Mobile Regis-ter,
that a letter has been received from
him, dated Havana, announcing his
safe arrival there, and sending his
thanks and acknowledgments for kind
treatment to some of the officers at the
Tortugas, and stating that he was just
about to sail for England. This intel-ligence
will be joyfully received by
Colonel Grenfel'smany friends through-out
the country.
The report from all parts of Illinois
aud Wisconsin are to the effect that
the winter wheat passed through the
cold weather successfully and promi-ses
an immense harvest. Spring wheat
has also been sown in great abundance.
HAYTI—NEGRO RULE.
. This sable Government, so called, is
still in a state of civil war. Salnave,
who is called President, bat who has
been as much as dictators usually are,
continues to fight agaiust the " rebels,"
as they are styled. It was believed
that he would be soon overcome, as
the rebels had gained great advantages
over him ; but last acconuts represent
him as having recaptured a fort on the
south side of Port au Prince, which
was recently taken by the rebels.
Nissage, a black General, expects to
be President, and is marching upon
Port au Priuee, where Salnave will re-sist
him with all his strength.
The war 1ms l>een conducted with a
brutality worthy of savages, and Sal
nave threatens that if the rebelliou is
successful he will burn the capital!
So determined a brute is a fit ruler of
the Haytiens, who, by their own cruel-ties
and caprices, have proved them-selves
to be worthy of no better man.
The revolutions and vicissitudes of
the late Spanish American provinces
are easily accounted for by the f;i< t
that Spain was never able to transport
to them enough men of European blood
to control in governmental matters and
general economy save while backed by
military authority. The moment that,
through her embarrassments and
troubles at home, she 1 >st those pro-vinces
the mixed and mongrel popula-tions
which composed them became
the governing classes, and the result
has been a constant succession of revo-lutions,
attended with bloody revenges
and assassinations.
But when we look to Ilayti we find
no complications from the mixture of
incompatible races. The true African
was prevalent omnipotent. He took
into his hands a wellordered Govern-ment,
a flourishing State, with a grand
commerce. The negro could never
have a better opportunity to show his
capabilties. Aud yet, what has he
done in fifty or sixty year.s with such a
country and with unlimited scope for
his own talent! Why, he has reduced
Hayti nearly to barbarism, and the
close of sixty years finds that most fer-tile
of fertile lands a prey to anarchy
and bloodshed.
This is the fairest example of African
adaptability to civilization and civil
order that has ever been presented to
the world. There can never be a bet-ter
or a fairer one. What is the de-duction
? That we in the South should
be put under negro mint JlfUsVimMtJ
Dixpateh.
DKSTltlCTION OF SOUTHERN ClIlTt-
OHBS.—A committee of the Protestant
Episcopal Convention of South Caroli-na
closes an extended report of losses
by the war as follows:
To sum up the. losses of the diocese,
it appears that ten churcher have been
burnt; that three have disappeared j
that twenty two parishes have suspend-ed
; that two parsonages have been
burnt; that every church between the
Savannah river and Charleston has
been injured, some stripped even of
weather-boarding ami flooring ; that
almost every minister in that region of
the State has lost home and library;
that all along the entire seaboard, from
North Carolina to Georgia, where oar
church had flourished for more than a
century, there are but tour parishes
which maintain religious services ; that
not one outside the city of Charleston
can be called a living, self-sustaining
parish, able to support a minister , that
their clergy live by fishing, by farming
and by mechanical arts; that almost
every church, whose history appears on
this record haslost its communion plate,
often a massive and venerable set, the
donation of an English or colonial an-cestor.
The peeoniary losses might bo
repaired if the diocese were, as in days
gone by; but in its present condition
no hope remains of a speedy restora-tion.
This generation can scarcely bo-hold
it.
THE PRESUVTEUIAN REUNION.—The
New York Sun notes the fact that tho
Old School and the Sew School Pres-byterian
General Assemblies have
both agreed to accept the plan of ren
nion which has been under discussion
in those bodies, and to submit it to the
approval of the Presbyteries through
out the United States. The editor says:
"There is but little doubt that this
approval will be almost unanimously
given, as the great mass of the denom-ination
are in favor of healing the ox-istiug
breach between its two principal
divisions. Whether the smaller bod-ies,
such as the Reformed and the Uni-ted
Presbyterians, will also consent in
the movement is less certain ; but even
if they should decline to do so, the con-solidation
which will be effected will
still be of immense importance, and
highly gratifying to all lovers of pence
and concord among Christian breth-ren."
BAD omen for Ulysses—The first
Grant flag thrown to the breeze in
Lynn was raised over au undertaker's
shop. ^^^^^^^^^
A Michigan youth of nineteen stands
seven feet three inches in his stock-ings.
In conducting your household affairs
—the best preventative of waste and
drowsiness, ill humor, discord, strife,
envyings, jealousies, covetings, pride,
debt, drunkeuess, distraction, tlispair,
ruin, aud desolation—is prayer.
The Hebrews of St. Louis are or-ganizing
iii opposition to Gen Grant.
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THE PATRIOT AND TIMES.
TT/^T < Patriot XXX. )
V \jLi. \ Times VII. \ GREENSBORO, N. C, THURSDAY, JUNE 11, 1868. {NO. 19.
Business Directory.
Attorneys at Law.
Scott A Scott,
North Elm, epposite Court House.
Oilmer A Gtinier,
North Elm, opposite Court House, (see
advertiseioent.)
Adamn A Staple*,
Second Moor, Tate building.
Scalet A Soul**,
North liemu, Patrick Kow,in rear of Por-ter
Jt Eckls's Drug Store.
ApoCheearies and Druggists.
R. W. lih-nn, M.IK,
V.'.-i Markel Street, MoComiel building.
FoHer A Eckel,
West Market, next courthouse, (see adv.)
Auctioneer.
W. E. EdirarJ*.
Barbers.
Wilkes A Wile,,,
North Elm, opposite Court House.
Bankers and Insurance Agents.
llcur;/ G. Kellogg,
South Elm, Tate building, (see adv.)
Wilton A Shnber,
South Elm, opposite Express Office, (see
adv.)
Boot and Shoe Makers.
K. Kirch Schlagel,
West Market, opposite Mansion Hotel.
Tho*. 8. Hays,
Davie st., 4 doors North Stcele's corner.
flyar Iffannfneturcr.
A. Bcockmann,
SoutbJSltn, Caldwell block.
Cabinet Makers and I udertaKcr*.
John A. Pritchitt,
South Elm. near Depot.
Wtn. Collins,
Corner of Sycanioro and Davie streets.
Contractor in Brick-work.
l)avid McKniyht.
Contractors in Hood-work.
I. J. (Jollier.
Jas. L. Oakley.
Confectioners
F LkS.net,
Tato Building, corner st*re.
J Harper Lindsay, Jr.,
■Seiitli Elm.
DrcMN-IVIakiiiK; aud Fashions.
Mrs. .V. Maurtre,
South Elm, (see adv.)
Mrs. A. Dilmrth,
Next door to Times Office.
BeWllsU.
«/. W. Honl'it,
1st . Trotter,
East Market, Albright's new building.
/.. R. May,
West Market, opposite Porter & Eckel,
8. ('. Ihdson,
West Market, opposite Court House.
Jmt. Sloan A Sons,
South Elm, near Depot, (see adv.)
€. C. Yatet,
South Elm.
Sirith A Hiliner.
Opposite .Southern Hotel.
J. It. hlinr.
East Market street.
& Stcele,
Corner East Market and Davie streets.
D. W. C. Bembow,
Comer South Elm and Sycjiin >re.
Jlogart A Murray,
East Market, South Side.
Foundry and "Incliiiie Shop.
J H Tarpley.
Washington st., on the Railroad.
•Grocers and Confectioners.
Starrrtt A White,
East Market, next Post Office.
•General Emigration Office, for the
West and Soutu-Wcst.
Louis Ziftimir,
(ien'l Southern Agent. B and O. K. 1?.,
West Market, opposite Mansion Hotel.
'Guilford Land Asency of North-
Caroliua.
Jnn R Grrtter, Gen'l Agent,
West Market, opposite Mansion Hotel.
Jlarncss-makcrs.
J. W. S. Parker, ■
East Market st.. near Court House.
James E. Thorn,
Corner South Elm and Sycamore.
Hotels.
Southern Hotel, Scales & Black, proprietors,
West Market, near Court House.
Planter's Hotel, J. T. Reese, proprietor,
East Market, near Court House.
vUvery Stables.
ft. J. Edinont/sou,
Davie street.
Millinery and Lady's Goods.
Mrs. W. S. Moore,
East Market, Albright's new building.
Mrs. Sarah Adams,
West Market, opposite Court House.
Vaaic and musical Instruments.
Prof. P. B. Maurice,
South Elm, (see adv.)
***winsr Machines.
J> H LuPish,
Salisbury st.
Tailors.
W. L. Fowler,
West-Market, <>ppos:te Southern Hotel.
Tinners.
.Ato. E. (/Sullivan,
Corner West Market and Ash* streets.
« O. Yates,
Soath-Elm.
i ..sub-Mom H.
Sign Painting.
A. W. Inyold,
South Elm, Patriot building.
Photographers.
IIugh s A Yates,
West Market, opposite Court House,
up stairs.
Watchmakers and Jewellers.
W. B. Farrar,
South Elm, opposite Express Office.
David Scott,
East Market, Albright's block.
Gniford County Officers.
Chairman of the County Court, Jed. H. Lind-say.
Sheriff, Robert M. Stafford.
Clerk of the County Court, Lyndon Swnini.
Clerk of the Superior Court, John W. Payne.
Public Register, William U. Steiner.
County Trustee, Wyatt W. Ragsdale.
IT. S. Officials.
Freednun's Bureau, Capt. Hugo Hil.ebruudt,
Garrett's building, up stairs.
Assessor's Office, Jesse Wheeler,
West Market, near Court House.
Collector's Office, Jno. Crane,
South Elm.
Register in Bankruptcy, Thos. B. Keogh,
Tate building, lip stairs.
Bonded Warehouse, D. W. C. Benbow,
South Elm. JJenbow's building.
UNEQUAL LAWS.
The Carl Schurz resolution at Chica-go
adopts u the immortal principles of
the Declaration of Independence," of
which the foremost sets forth the right-ful
equality of men before the law.
The second Chicago resolution is a
flat denial of equality. The Northern
white, it says, may deny suffrage to
the black. The Southern white shall
not. This is equality!
The Northern white, it says, shall
distribute suffrage as he pleases, each
State properly controlling its own dis-tribution.
The Southern white shall
not distribute suffrage. Congress has
usurped the power from each State and
will maintain its usurpation. This is
equality 1
AYholesaledisfranchiseinent ofwhites
has been worked at the South by the
laws of Congress. But nobody has
been disfranchised who would vote to
keep Radicals in power. This is equali-ty
J
One law for the North, another law
for the South on the same subject. This
is equality!
No negro suffrage at the North,
where it has been uniformly rejected
by the people for themselves. Whole-sale
negro suffrage at the South, where
it is uniformly dreaded. This is equali-ty
!
No negro suffrage at the North, where
so few are the negroes that their ignor-ance
could do but little harm through
the ballot. Wholesale negro suffrage
at the South, where the negroes are
half or nearly half the population, and
where their ignorance working through
the ballot may and must do its utmost
harm. This is equality !
Gratitude demands this, say the
Chicago Radicals, yet a larger propor-tion
of Northern blacks fought in the
war than of the Southern blacks. The
Northern black is denied the suffrage.
The Southern black has it thrust upon
him. This is equality !
Gratitude demands this, say the
Chicago Radicals—but gratitude to
whom and for what? Gratitude to
the millions of Southern blacks who
I AM DYING.
The following beautiful poem we copy from the
Memphis Bulletin. It is rarely we find such con-tributions
to the columns of a newspaper. It is
sweetly, beautifully sad:
Raise my pillow, husband, dearest—
Faint aad fainter conies my breath ;
Aud these shadows stealing slowly,
Must, I know, be those of death.
Sit down close beside me, darling,
Let me clasp your warm, strong hand,
Yours that ever has sustained me,
To the holders of this land.
For your God and mini!—our Father
Thence shall ever lead me on ;
Where upon a throne eternal,
Sits His loved and only Son ;
I've had visions and been dreaming
O'er the past ofjoy and pain ;
Year by vear I've wandered backward,
'Till 1 was a child again.
Dreaming of girlhood, and the moment
When I stood your wife and bride,
How my heart thrilled Love's triumph,
In that hour of woman's pride.
Dreaming of thee and all the earth chords
Firmly twined about my heart—
Oh ! the bitter, burning anguish,
When I first knew we must part.
It has past—and God has promised,
All thy footsteps to attend ;
He that's more than friend or brother.
He'll be with you to the end.
There's no shadow o'er the portals,
Leading to my heavenly home—
Christ has promised life immortal,
And 'tis He that bids me come.
When life's trials await around thee,
And its chilling billows swell ;
Thou'lt thank Heaven that I'm spared them,
Thou'lt then feel that " all is well."
Bring our boys unto my bedside;
My last blessing 1st them keep—
But they're .sleeping—do not wake them ;
They'll learn soon enough to weep.
Tell them often of their mother,
Kiss them for me when they wake,
Lead them gently in life's pathway,
Love them doubly for my sake.
Clasp my hand still closer, darling,
This, the last night of my life;
For to-morrow I shall never
Answer, when you call me " wife."
Fare thee well, my noble husband;
Faint not 'neath the ehast'ning rod ;
Throw your strong arm around our children.
Keep them close to thee—and God.
THE
Tomb of ce.
A THRILLING STORY
In the early part of the present cen-tury,
I was a poor Lieutenant of the
imperial hussars and eighteen years
old. We bad been stationed in the
neighborhood of St. Petersburg for a
number of weeks, but were hourly ex-pecting
to be ordered to the Polish
frontier, to meet the great Napoleon,
whose grand army was swarming north-ward
once more.
There were a thousand things to per-plex
my mind. Although utterly faith-ful
in the service myself, the political
record of my family was so unfavorable
as to almost preclude the idea of pro-motion,
and my opportunities were
even more disparaged by my well-known
betrothal to the young princess
helped the rebellion to the last hour of Catherine, ot the ancient house of
Hr'enry G Kelloyy,
South Elm.
Physicians.
A. S. Porter,
West Market St., (near Times Office.)
R. W. Glenn,
West Market, McConncl building.
Jas. K. Hill,
North Elm. opposite court-house.
■ r. E. Logan,
Corner West-Market and Greene.
its life, who had not pluck enough to
strike a blow themselves for freedom,
but now have freedom's highest pri-vilege
thrust upon them ? Gratitude
to the few thousand Northern blacks
who fought the rebellion, but to whom
suffrage is denied ! This is equality.
Senator Doolittle proposed an amend-ment
to the last ^Reconstruction bill
giving a ballot to every black soldier,
proportioning gratitude thus to service.
The Radical Senate rejected it, for that
was equality.
The Chicago platform is a splintered
Dcmidoff.
She was a Pole, and her family had
long been prescribed, as dangerous to
the Kussian crown. My betrothed was
of a race, which, cycles before, could,
by the right of inheritance, have laid
claim to the imperial crown of Russia,
and this fact, well-known as it was to
the world and to the family of the
Czar, was the cause of their constant
and systematic persecution. Only one
of that pround race had dared to up-lift
his head, and proclaim his origin,
and his royal descent. He was the
chip which Carl Schurz cannot nail on ' grandfather of my betrothed—the
the grand old Declaration of Independ-ence.—
X. Y. World.
Prince Ivan Dcmidoff, and, fifty years
before the time of my present writing,
he had disappeared—had been torn out
of his bed by the inexorable secret pc-lice,
and nothing more heard of him.
Whether the frozen steppes of Siberia,
the slow starvation of the dungeon, or
the sure knife of Imperial Assassin,
was his doom, we never knew. But he
was long-dead. One-half a century had
swept over the head of the lost man,
and, long since, he must have paid the
debt of mortality, in one place or anoth-er.
His name could not be forgotten,
but the object of imperial vengeance
had long been resigned into the
sepulchre of the past.
Catherine, the Princess (she still re-tained
the titled relic of the past,) was
an orphan. One by one, her relatives
had passed away, blighted by the rigor
Many of the Vermont farmers are of the imperial frown. Russian that I
turning their attention from sheep ] was, I loved her with the devotion of
raising to the dairy. It is said that' one who had nothing else to look to in
twenty new cheese factories will be . life, and in the azure sincerity of her
The following method is given for
breaking up large masses of cast iron,
ag, for instance, those of two feet in di
ameter. A hole is to be bored into the
mass about one icch in diameter aud
three or four inches deep, which is then
filled with water aud a wrought iron
plug inserted, If now the heavy ham-mef
of a pile driver is allowed upon
the plug, the water has no chance to
escape, and the mass is split asunder.
Women who complain that they
have nothing to wear should go into
the ballot business. If their complaints
are true they will be all ready to take
the first steps.
built in that State this year. iblue eyes, when she told me that she
loved me, I knew that her soul was in
the words.
The prospects of both were dreary
enongh. Princess that she was, she
was desperately poor—the mere de-pendant,
I may say, ofa relative loftier
in the royal favor; and I was homeless,
parentless, friendless, with nothing but
my sword and a noble name. But we
clung to each other fondly.
Although we loved each other so
absolutely, I dared not visit her pub-licly,
ner family record, my position
as a Russian officer, in this connection,
would have consigned one or both of
Us to a jealous suspicion, which would
soon have involved us in ruin. Only
the most lucky circumstances would
enable us to marry. Our fate was as
dark and hopeless as could belong to
unhappy lovers. We saw each other
but seldom, and our meetings com-bined
a sad sweetness which is not of-ten
mixed with the goblet of love's
passion, but whose bitter ingredients
are more frequently to be found in the
lees of life.
One evening, having completed my
official duties, I was about to cross the
barracks-yard to my dingy lodgings,
when Maximilian—a faithful serf, who
still remained in the service of his no-ble
mistress,—stole through the guard,
and gave me a note from the Princess
Catharine, requesting me to visit her
that evening in her private apart-ments.
I nodded my head, and the serf van-ished—
guessing, perhaps, but not
knowing, the joy of my heart, as I hur-ried
across the frozen courtyard to my
lodgings. Long as I had known her,
long as we had been betrothed, such a
favor as an invitation to her private
apartments had never before been ac-corded
me, and I trembled with de-lighr*
flt the thought of meeting my be-loved
Catherine alone; and the re-membrance
of her former kisses grew
keener as I anticipated their sweet re-newal.
My impatient heart would not per
mit me to await the coming; hour, and,
sometime before hand, I was at the
well-known portico of her protector's
palace, preparing to climb the trellis
to her dear lattice. In a moment, I
stootl in the little parlor of the suite of
rooms in which she had several times
received me before. The Princess was
not there. She must be in the boudoir,
adjoining.
For the first time in my life, the idea
entered my mind of stealing upon my
adored Catharine, and surprising her
in the privacy of her toilette. 1 hesi-tated
ii moment—a sense of mingled
honor and modesty detaining me,—but
my curiosity triumphed, and I opened
the listed door of the boudoir, without
a sound,—and then stood, transfixed
with a wild, indefinable feeling of de-lirious
joy; for there stood Catharine,
almost en dishabUe, dressing her glori-ous
hair before the mirror, and uncon-scious
of my presence.
I had thought her beautiful before,
but was unprepared for the gloriouly
voluptuous spectacle which was here
afforded me. With the exception of
her trim, tigfatly-dniwn corset, which
softly gathered in the snowy chemise
from the dip of the shoulders to the
waist, she had hardly any other gar-ment
on. In the uplifted exertion of
arranging her hair, her firm, snow-white
bosom was partially released
from its linen covering, and betrayed
all the swelling beauty of the perfect
globes. I could perceive the match-less
grace of her soft form—and the
shoulders were so perfect in their ala-baster
purity, the slender throat had
such a charming arch, aud the lovely
face—so perfect with its misty frame-work
of wildly scattered, down-droop-ing
masses of bright golden hair, that
I could retain the torrent of my love
no longer, but sprang toward her with
a cry.
Her face was filled with surprise,
pleasure, and embarrassment. I en-deavored
to fold her to my bosom be-fore
she could conceal those wondrous
charms from my view; but she was
too quick for me. She darted through
a little alcove, the door of which was
slammed in my face. When she re-turned,
she was closely enveloped in a
rich, dark wrapper, though her golden
hair still streamed, untranimelcd, from
her small, beautiful head.
There was some anger upon her
troubled lips, but my mute appeal of
sorrow for what I had done disarmed
her.
" Forgive me, Catharine V1 I mur-mured,
sinking at her feet. u I should
not have looked through the door of
the boudoir—but your wondrous beau-ty—
it drove me mad! I could not
control myself. Forgive!"
ner little white hand wandered
caressingly over my brow.
I knew I was forgiven. Pure, bright,
stainless woman that she was—she
knew that she could trust the honor of
a Petrolovski, and of a Russian soldier,
when I wound her in my strong arms.
" Ivan," said Catharine, after I had
kissed her most fondly, " I have called
you to me, to tell you that there is
even greater danger in our loves than
we have anticipated."
" What can you mean, my Catha-rine
f
"Merely this—listen to me. Not-withstanding
your great services, the
Czar suspects you—thoroughly at last,
—on account of your known attach-ment
to me. I have learned this much
from my cousin, Romaniscki. I feared
so much for your safety that I could
not but do otherwise than send for
you."'
" A million thanks, my darling
Princess !" I exclaimed, clasping her
still more closely to my breast, and
kissing her fondly. " But what else
can the Czar demand of poor Petro-lovski
! He knows me utterly loyal
and faithful. To be sure it is a time
of need. Napoleon is hastening upon
his northward march, and Russia needs
her friends. But when have I shrank
from the battle's front ?"
" Never, dear Ivan," replied the
Princess. " But you know how sus-picious
the Government is. My cousin
says that your zeal will have to under-go
a fearful trial. I only pray that
you may undergo it bravely—that, at
last, at last ''
" That at last we may be united !" I
exclaimed, pressing a fcrvant kiss to
the flower of her rosy lips.
" Yes, dearest Ivan," she exclaimed,
u I am alone upon the earth, as you
know. There is none on earth to love
me but you. My princely grandfather
has, long since, passed into the here-after.
Even if his bones should be
discovered there is nothing by which
they could be recognized, except, per-chance,
by the family seal-ring upon
his finger, which must have been taken
from him long ago. You know the
fate of my parents. The tomb is cold
wherein they lie. 1 have only you,
Ivan!"
" And me you will always have, dear
image of my soul," I cried, drawing
her still closer to me, and Imprinting
kiss after kiss upon her brow, neck
and bosom. " And fear not, Catharine ;
whatever ordeal may be awaiting my
feet, it shall be fearlessly passed
through in my love for you !*'
There were footsteps in the passage
without, and we both knew how un-favorably
our attachment was viewed
by the Prince Romaniscki, the cousin of
Catherine. After a few hurried em-braces—
such embraces as only lover-hearts
can know—we separated ; and 1
departed from my betrothed as speedi-ly
and secretly as I came.—To IK1 Con-tinued.
COL. ST. LBGEB GISEXFEL.—It will
be remembered that this gallant Eng-lish
officer effected his escape from the
Dry Tortugas some time since, at the
risk of his life, in an open boat setting
sail from the Florida reefs to the coast
of Cuba. Great uneasiness was felt in
regard to his fate, and his escape from
the perils of the sea was thought to be
almost impossible. We are glad to
learn, however, from the Mobile Regis-ter,
that a letter has been received from
him, dated Havana, announcing his
safe arrival there, and sending his
thanks and acknowledgments for kind
treatment to some of the officers at the
Tortugas, and stating that he was just
about to sail for England. This intel-ligence
will be joyfully received by
Colonel Grenfel'smany friends through-out
the country.
The report from all parts of Illinois
aud Wisconsin are to the effect that
the winter wheat passed through the
cold weather successfully and promi-ses
an immense harvest. Spring wheat
has also been sown in great abundance.
HAYTI—NEGRO RULE.
. This sable Government, so called, is
still in a state of civil war. Salnave,
who is called President, bat who has
been as much as dictators usually are,
continues to fight agaiust the " rebels,"
as they are styled. It was believed
that he would be soon overcome, as
the rebels had gained great advantages
over him ; but last acconuts represent
him as having recaptured a fort on the
south side of Port au Prince, which
was recently taken by the rebels.
Nissage, a black General, expects to
be President, and is marching upon
Port au Priuee, where Salnave will re-sist
him with all his strength.
The war 1ms l>een conducted with a
brutality worthy of savages, and Sal
nave threatens that if the rebelliou is
successful he will burn the capital!
So determined a brute is a fit ruler of
the Haytiens, who, by their own cruel-ties
and caprices, have proved them-selves
to be worthy of no better man.
The revolutions and vicissitudes of
the late Spanish American provinces
are easily accounted for by the f;i< t
that Spain was never able to transport
to them enough men of European blood
to control in governmental matters and
general economy save while backed by
military authority. The moment that,
through her embarrassments and
troubles at home, she 1 >st those pro-vinces
the mixed and mongrel popula-tions
which composed them became
the governing classes, and the result
has been a constant succession of revo-lutions,
attended with bloody revenges
and assassinations.
But when we look to Ilayti we find
no complications from the mixture of
incompatible races. The true African
was prevalent omnipotent. He took
into his hands a wellordered Govern-ment,
a flourishing State, with a grand
commerce. The negro could never
have a better opportunity to show his
capabilties. Aud yet, what has he
done in fifty or sixty year.s with such a
country and with unlimited scope for
his own talent! Why, he has reduced
Hayti nearly to barbarism, and the
close of sixty years finds that most fer-tile
of fertile lands a prey to anarchy
and bloodshed.
This is the fairest example of African
adaptability to civilization and civil
order that has ever been presented to
the world. There can never be a bet-ter
or a fairer one. What is the de-duction
? That we in the South should
be put under negro mint JlfUsVimMtJ
Dixpateh.
DKSTltlCTION OF SOUTHERN ClIlTt-
OHBS.—A committee of the Protestant
Episcopal Convention of South Caroli-na
closes an extended report of losses
by the war as follows:
To sum up the. losses of the diocese,
it appears that ten churcher have been
burnt; that three have disappeared j
that twenty two parishes have suspend-ed
; that two parsonages have been
burnt; that every church between the
Savannah river and Charleston has
been injured, some stripped even of
weather-boarding ami flooring ; that
almost every minister in that region of
the State has lost home and library;
that all along the entire seaboard, from
North Carolina to Georgia, where oar
church had flourished for more than a
century, there are but tour parishes
which maintain religious services ; that
not one outside the city of Charleston
can be called a living, self-sustaining
parish, able to support a minister , that
their clergy live by fishing, by farming
and by mechanical arts; that almost
every church, whose history appears on
this record haslost its communion plate,
often a massive and venerable set, the
donation of an English or colonial an-cestor.
The peeoniary losses might bo
repaired if the diocese were, as in days
gone by; but in its present condition
no hope remains of a speedy restora-tion.
This generation can scarcely bo-hold
it.
THE PRESUVTEUIAN REUNION.—The
New York Sun notes the fact that tho
Old School and the Sew School Pres-byterian
General Assemblies have
both agreed to accept the plan of ren
nion which has been under discussion
in those bodies, and to submit it to the
approval of the Presbyteries through
out the United States. The editor says:
"There is but little doubt that this
approval will be almost unanimously
given, as the great mass of the denom-ination
are in favor of healing the ox-istiug
breach between its two principal
divisions. Whether the smaller bod-ies,
such as the Reformed and the Uni-ted
Presbyterians, will also consent in
the movement is less certain ; but even
if they should decline to do so, the con-solidation
which will be effected will
still be of immense importance, and
highly gratifying to all lovers of pence
and concord among Christian breth-ren."
BAD omen for Ulysses—The first
Grant flag thrown to the breeze in
Lynn was raised over au undertaker's
shop. ^^^^^^^^^
A Michigan youth of nineteen stands
seven feet three inches in his stock-ings.
In conducting your household affairs
—the best preventative of waste and
drowsiness, ill humor, discord, strife,
envyings, jealousies, covetings, pride,
debt, drunkeuess, distraction, tlispair,
ruin, aud desolation—is prayer.
The Hebrews of St. Louis are or-ganizing
iii opposition to Gen Grant.
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